The other night mom looked at me, with tears in her eyes and told me that she needed help. She is so tired and weak that just walking to the kitchen to make something to eat wore her out. By the time she sat down to eat she was too tired to do so. I was so glad that she was letting me know what she needed, and of course I am happy to do anything she needs.
Later that night, I lay in bed for what seemed like hours thinking “what should we be doing?” There are so many questions. And I wonder if we are doing anything right.
By that point, we had rescheduled this week’s Oncologist appointment to Friday, which seemed forever away. The PET Scan was finally scheduled for Wednesday, [Read more…]